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So a duck and a platypus walk into a bar...

What’s your name? What’s your favorite song/book/movie/show? How do you feel about burritos? Know where I can find pirated ebooks? How many relatives could you possibly have? You mean you’ve seriously never eaten chili? What happens when you cross a duck and a platypus? No, seriously, that’s not a joke. What happens?

He was filled with questions. Questions upon questions! And he was damn sure she was stuffed full of answers. Bursting at the seams, even! Determined to know all he could about her, he set to picking at those seams. She was a mystery and he could leave no mystery unsolved, no matter how resistant (like, really resistant) that mystery seemed to be to the solving process.

He can still be found today, pushing a large boulder up a hill as he questions her because he enjoys the irony.

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